“I’m  having a tremendous sense of security,” Robert blurted out. All of that clandestine shit seems to be distant from me now, sort of trivial.” Here he paused…”but I know it’s not...it seems that I can’t accept it all…even though I can see the whole process…it seems so far fetched.” Robert looked at ‘The Elder’ with a look of perseveration, as if everything just didn’t make sense.

       Alvaro punched me and whispered, “he can’t psychically see closure or conclusions because he has not given complete credibility to what he came to tell us.”

      

       Robert ate another biscuit. So I hesitated for a moment, reaching for a correct way to say what I was perceiving.

     

     “Let me ask you this. Did the schematics tell of building anything other than the computer?” I queried.

      

     “Yes” came the remark, quick, no hesitating. “There were schematics dealing with modifications in aerospace technology, interface equipment to the computer, cryogenic suspension systems, assimilation of materials which we can’t mix, and the list goes on.”

        

    “Anything dealing with genetic codes?” I asked before I realized it.

         

     Robert had the funny look again. “What would make you ask a question like that?” Robert shot back. His eyes were sort of ‘wild’ looking. Is he scared I wondered?

         

     He looked at me to see if I had noticed the awkward moment. I just looked beyond him. There was no ripple inside my beingness. I had seen what I needed to ’see’. I didn’t exactly know where I was headed, but I knew he had not spoken all he could. What it was I did not know, but I also didn’t know the ‘intent’ behind the withholding. It was enough for him to be knocked off his ‘imagery’ of how good he had cloaked the whole truth of his story. Maybe I could use this window of opportunity effectively.

-From Neisthes journals  "Into the Night"